Grace Lyrics

Grace

Cold are the bones of thy soldiers Longing for home, their little paradise I
don't feel redemption on their side  Fallen from grace, help me rise again
Fallen from grace, help me through  Fallen from grace, help me through Fallen
from grace  Feel these hands, the pressure, the cold, tremble  Do you hear
these words Do you feel the wounds I'll never help you through  Cold are thy
souls I feel the resentment They feel betraid They hate the cold I don't feel
redemption on their side